About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, a regular noticed something peculiar in his shopping cart: an extra bottle of olive oil had mysteriously appeared during checkout. No one claimed it, and no surveillance cameras recorded anything unusual. Over the next few days, more items started appearing—extra loaves of bread, packets of cookies, even a jar of pickles. The regulars joked that ShopRite was secretly stocking their pantries for them. Then one evening, as a delivery driver left, he found his car loaded with groceries, signed only “Thanks, ShopRite!” Everyone laughed, but nobody minded—they’d discovered a friendly way to help each other out.
2. Late one night, as a delivery driver unloaded crates of bananas, he heard a strange rustling sound coming from inside one crate. Curious, he opened it carefully—and found hundreds of tiny hands waving back at him. The delivery driver laughed nervously and closed the crate, deciding not to mention it to anyone. But every time he passed that crate on his way out, he swore he saw little fingers poking through the gaps. Years later, when an elderly neighbor asked why he always avoided ShopRite after dark, he simply replied, ‘Oh, nothing much… just some pesky monkeys in the banana section.’
3. At dawn, when most people were still asleep, a ShopRite cashier swore she saw a shadowy figure slipping baskets into an empty cart. Curious, she followed the ghostly form down the aisles until it vanished behind the dairy section. Later that day, a delivery driver mentioned seeing a familiar face in the milk aisle—turns out it was just her own reflection in a plastic crate.}
4. At closing time, a security guard noticed a strange shadow darting between aisles. Curious, he followed it only to discover… a tiny customer had snuck into the store with their own basket filled with candy! The guard chuckled and gently took the basket, filling it with more candies from the nearest shelves. ‘Looks like someone’s having a sweet night,’ he said, winking at the little intruder. The next day, ShopRite posted a sign: “Special hours for our youngest shopper—every Tuesday at closing!”